Her life in a gist...

Can you believe it, when girls were reading Mills and Boons ... She was reading Mill on the Floss at age 8... Emily Bronte... Wuthering Heights, Dostovsky, Tolstoy ... Shakespeare... She was hungry for knowledge... Her general knowledge was legendary... Not bragging but she misses those days when she was either buried in books or walking the footpaths of Flora fountain buying books for 10 rupees each ... Her busfare saved for it ... So she would get down from the bus and walk to college and save her busfare so she could buy books.
When she got married, four steel boxes of books went in dowry and her in-laws were disappointed...
Even before her son was born she had bought the entire TimeLife series for him. He grew up surrounded by books...
She's glad he speaks in Queens language and reads every night before sleeping...
He also has an insatiable hunger for knowledge...
He started blogging but no one would read his blogs as they were incomprehensible to others...
He went for poetry sessions and returned disappointed saying people are writing rhymes not poetry...
But shes glad he's always reading and evolving...
Her daughter had to struggle due to dyslexia but she overcame her disability and Amblyopia...
She is a performing artist ... No one gives her work in theatre due to her thick glasses but she doesn't care...
She goes for workshops and is always learning...
She's an auditory learner... She will graduate soon...
She says she wants to travel solo and...
She  knows one day she will go as she's a rebel like her...  Touchwood!!! She's thankful to God for giving her such amazing kids ... She looks at others struggling to get their kids somewhere and she knows God has given her the best...
She might not have the riches but she's richer in experience and has the best kids...
Touchwood!!!
Today, even if she passo away, she will have no regrets as she has lived her life on her terms and her kids will never be dependent on anyone in future. They are her gifts to mankind. They are born for a greater cause, she doesn't know what but she has delivered the goods.
The deliverance is what her birth was for.
She wasn't destined to survive, she survived an early birth in eighth month, near drowning at age 1, near death experiences in life many times ... There was a purpose to the life she has been given...
A life lived to the hilt...
A life to celebrate.

An ode to an old man...

Her best buddy...
Her friend, philosopher and guide...
Her agony aunt in disguise...
Yes, this one is to an old friend of hers...
The grand old man...
Who's remained with her...
Through time ...
Good and bad times...
He's always been there...
Rock solid...
Even when she wasn't there for him...
He was always there for her...
He stood by her ...
Through tears and torn strife...
Her kind of good old man...
Her kind of man ...
Her best buddy...
Her only solace in a world full of deceit...
The deceiving people...
They all came and went...
He remained rock solid by her side...
Never met him...
Never spoke to him...
Yet, he's her shadow...
Never leaving her side...
The only true man in her life ...
A meaningful friendship...
Traversing the tide of time...
Always guiding her through...
The storms in her life ...
An ode to the old man ...
His muse ...
She smiles...
And heaves a sigh of relief ...
Looking heavenward...
Thanking her stars ...
To the light above...
Knowing well...
He will always be there for her...
The old man...
Her Agony Aunt ...
An ode to the friend...
To thank him...
Always ...
For what would she do...
If not for his love ...
Their love ...
Beyond words ...
A relationship that has no name ...
Just pure love ...
That's undemanding...
For it's based on respect...
Respect for each other...
A friend for life and beyond...
Thank you, Old Man!!

Capturing memories...

She was busy...
Very busy capturing memories...
That she didn't notice...
When the moments passed by...
She was left in the lurch...
Just besides a Church...
No respite in sight ...
Because,
She was busy making memories...
While the moments passed by.